When we have an epiphany we know it. It is like the world pauses for a moment and a great understanding is delivered to us. It seems like the older I get, the more grand realizations I have.
These “grand understandings” would have been more useful much earlier than almost 50 years into my life. I would have made fewer mistakes and maybe been further along in life…more degrees, better paying job etc
The joy, however, is in the learning. We hear all the time that it is the process, not the product that is important. Learning by experience is really the only way. One of my favorite authors Anne Lamott says,
“Oh, my God. What if you wake up someday, and you’re 65 or 75, and you never got your novel or memoir written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools or oceans because your thighs were jiggly or you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.”